Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has brown hair. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. His red hair is cut short. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp.